No matter how much you wanted them to, the tears wouldn’t stop coming. You had come to the end of your rope, and everything you had been holing inside came flooding out. Your lungs burned and you started to get lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, but still the sobs echoed out into the cold night. You felt a warmth settle to your right, and the familiar cologne told you who it was that sat down.

A strong arm wrapped around your shoulder and you immediately pressed yourself against the firm chest. The feeling was nice, and it calmed you down just enough to in a breath before the crying continued.